Dane's POV :
"You want me to break into his house? That's nuts."
His voice cuts through the cold morning air inside the car, sharp and disbelieving, but there's a glimmer underneath it.
Not fear.
Not hesitation.
Something sly.
Perrin always looks a little too alive when things get dangerous, like he feeds off the tension the way some men feed off attention.
"If there are girls there, I need to see it," I say, keeping my voice even, steady, like I'm talking about logistics instead of something that's been sitting like a stone in my gut for hours.
"You are going to break in and I'll be with him the whole time. Girls will be tucked somewhere on his property. Find the girls and then I catch you."
The plan hangs between us, heavy but simple. No room for error.
No room for second thoughts.
" Aye, will do, it's not a very smart plan, but eh, I like it hehe" he giggles, showing off his rotten teeth.
